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Saturday, August 21

I really should have trained better for these Olympics. I didn't come out strong at the 2000 games, and I really wanted to make up for it in Athens. At the end of my first full day of viewing, my knees are stiff, and my back is killing me. I thought I was ready; I was up late every night this week, watching the final results come in, cheering on the athletes, dying a little inside every time they referred to Ian Thorpe as the "Thorpedo." I really thought I could pull off a strong finish today and go into tomorrow ahead of the pack. Now I really don't know.